I like to paint every now and then. It destresses me and helps me calm down. I get into moods where I just have to create. When those moods hit, I typically head for the acrylic or watercolor paint and go to town.
I enjoy sharing my work with friends and family and have a tendency to pass it out to people who are positive and compliment the work. One of my proudest moments, as far as creating is concerned, was arriving at a friend’s house hundreds of miles away and they had multiple pieces I had painted and drawn hanging up around the house, it’s the best feeling.
I tend to not have the fanciest tools or have the best techniques and I’d probably embarrass a “real” art student, but who cares. I do this because I enjoy it and because it makes me feel good. It’s also kinda fun and sometimes a little scary looking at a finished piece and figuring out the subconscious meaning behind it.
There’s something about being a little more crude and unprecise with my work and playing with styles that brings me joy. My heroes in art vary from Andy Warhol to Jean-Michel Basquiat to street art wondertwins, Os Gemeos. I don’t worry about staying in the lines, unless I’m working on an abstract inspired piece with nothing but lines and patterns on top of the various colors. So much truly depends on how I’m feeling at the moment. I don’t often use words in my paintings unless the piece calls for it to truly express what it’s trying to say. Generally speaking, words mean a quote inspired what I had to paint. The “Love is Love” painting I created recently is the most wordy work that I’ve done probably ever.
So that’s a little peek into my artsy world. There’s often not much better than just going to work and finding something complete in the end, even if I don’t always know what it’ll be when I begin. Here’s to self expression!